i had it all figured out.
everything was going according to plan.
head straight.
shoulders back.
move forward.
and then.
then.
thoughts began to seep in
about gallery openings
and pumpkin patch hay rides
and state street dressed up for christmas
and snow
and beers in the afternoon
and joints in the evening
and sex in the morning.
ideas sprang into my head
about proposed art exhibits
and taking trips to cuba with new friends
and having another person's arm attached to mine
and snow
and all that other stuff.
it was all i could do to keep from dropping everything
for nintendo wiis
new speakers
concert tickets
and new pants
keep your head straight.
keep your shoulders back.
keep moving forward.
and let the other stuff
.
